Sleeping with a lie

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Hey guys! Up top you may notice a wedding dress. I cropped out the face- but I have decided on a lace theme. I feel like it is so Shailene. Hopefully you guys love how the progress of the wedding is going. Sara-Ana will also appear maybe more than a dozen times. She's a... multitasking person.

Peace.

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It's time.

"Here she is!" Sara-Ana says in a perky voice. Mom covered her mouth with her hands. She was actually crying.

I step on the circular podium. Fluffing my off white dress, Sara-Ana added the accessories.

"This dress is approximately 3 grand, with the accessories; 40 more cents added your your total."

Mom chuckled. "WE SAY YES TO THE DRESS!"

I smiled. "This isn't the t.v show Mom,"

"I know. You should watch it." She gawks at my dress more and more.

"Mom, when we have the reception; no alcohol."

"I thought you wanted Red wine?"

"I'm pregnant. That's why."

Her smile faded. "How far?"

"5 weeks,"

"You should have told me." She says. "I'm not mad at you though. When did you decide to make this decision?"

"In London. Theo and I figured that we can be a real family. Nothing less."

"Sorry to interrupt. Would you like a second choice?" Sara-Ana double checked.
"No thanks. This is the one." I decided.

Sara-Ana assists me with getting out of my dress and into regular clothes. Laying back, I glare at my reflection.

"You're dying," my reflection whispers. "And we all know what will happen very soon."

I blink my eyes, trying to snap out of the hallucinatory daze. Suddenly, I puke on the carpet floor. Wiping off the access from my chapped lips, Sara-Ana opens the door. She panics, picking me up easily from the floor.

"Sit up," she instructs. "Breathe,"

The more I struggled to breathe,the more I puked.

My digestive system was slowing down.